I see your frown
standing naked in front of a full length mirror
I see you turn this way and that
this cannot stand
I walk behind you
As you start to turn
I ask you to look back at the mirror
I need you to see yourself through my eyes
“From the top down, here is truth”
Hair exactly right— especially when tangled in my fists
I love to kiss the sensuous outline of your jaw
The way your throat is built for kissing
Your breasts — how they fill my hands
how they arch up to be engulfed by my mouth
while your nipples scrape the roof
how you can cum without touches anywhere else
Your waist thrills me — bending out in womanly curves
your ass sways when you walk
the way your ass ripples rock my world when I take you from behind
I love your honey taste, the thick wetness of your desire
your cum warm on my lips
hands so adept at pulling my hair in the throes of passion
tapered thighs my hands love wander up and down
smooth strong calves from all those years of dancing
There is not one part of you I’d change
Now kiss me and I’ll prove them all true, and more…
